But I’m not making this up, though I so very much wish I was.
I mentioned the other day that the movers broke my dryer and currently I’m at the bottom of a nearly two weeks worth of dirty laundry. Since I cannot wait for Cartus, my arch nemesis, to either fix or replace my dryer, Tate and I went out Thursday evening to buy a new dryer.
Surely, SURELY! my luck was changing, I just KNEW it was, when the saleperson told me they could deliver the dryer the very next day! Oh happy day! I was going to enjoy the bliss that can only be found when the laundry baskets are empty!
The very next day, right on schedule, the angels descended upon my home and delivered a brand new dryer.
After the angels left, I washed my first load of laundry and then placed it in the dryer. I turned on the dryer and smiled happily to myself, anticipating one load of laundry down, only 35 more to go.
That’s when the unthinkable happened.
After about five seconds of drying, the dryer abruptly stopped (and I thought I heard an evil cackle, but I’m not sure, maybe it was just my personality splitting into a million pieces in an attempt to save my psyche.)
Confused, I turned the dryer back on, thinking that it must have been some sort of “first time drying, HA! HA!” fluke.
After about five seconds of drying, it abruptly stopped again.
And continued to stop the 763 times I tried starting it again, because I knew that it was going to start and STAY ON the next time *maniacal laughter*.
I immediately called the store where we purchased the dryer and was promptly redirected to GE to discuss repair. Repair of a BRAND NEW DRYER.
I began crying on the phone to the lady at GE. I could hardly answer her questions through my crying.
Unfortunately she was unable to diagnose the problem over the phone, so I called the store back where we purchased the dryer to see if they could PLEASE HELP ME.
When they said they’d send out a repair person next week, I started crying again. And cussing.
So they agreed to deliver a new dryer today.
Which they did.
And guess what? No seriously…guess..
It didn’t work either.
Apparently we have wiring issues with our house. Our BRAND NEW HOUSE.
And that’s when my personality finally split into a million pieces.